"How about this, Mr. Liu? Once this All-Lineage Martial Gathering is over, we can discuss this matter in detail. What do you think?"
Futuo Xuan looked at Liu Yu as he spoke. To the Futu Ancient Clan, a Saint Heavenly Sovereign was indispensable, but a primordial dharma body was equally difficult to part with.
"We'll do as the Grand Elder says." Liu Yu smiled faintly. As he had said before, he was in no hurry.
Clan Chief Qing Xiao, standing beside Futuo Xuan, was not surprised. This time, he had bypassed the Elder Council and approached the Grand Elder directly. For the Grand Elder to go this far was already unprecedented...
Over the following days, enormous Spirit Boats kept roaring across the sky, and the atmosphere in the Futuo Realm grew increasingly lively.
As the various supreme powers gradually gathered, the Futu Ancient Clan's once-a-decade grand event, the All-Lineage Martial Gathering, finally raised its curtain.
Dong! Dong! Dong...
Melodious bells rang throughout the Futuo Realm, their echoes lingering without end.
The instant the bells sounded, powerful auras rose from the mountains and swept toward the depths of the mountain ranges.
In an elegant courtyard, Liu Yu watched the streaks of light darting between Heaven and Earth with unruffled composure. Just then, two graceful figures swept over—Qing Xuan and Qing Yanjing.
"Mr. Liu, the All-Lineage Martial Gathering has begun. Please come with us," Qing Xuan said softly as she looked at Liu Yu.
Then the three of them turned into streaks of light, cutting across the sky toward the depths of the Futu Ancient Realm.
A short while later, a towering, majestic Main Peak came into Liu Yu's view.
The Main Peak was divided into four sections, with clearly defined upper and lower tiers. White Jade Platforms were scattered across